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His Ladie seeing all that chaunst, from farre Approcht in hast to greet his victorie, And said, Faire knight, borne under happy starre,° Who see your vanquisht foes before you lye: Well worthie be you of that Armorie,° Wherin ye have great glory wonne this day, And proov'd your strength on a strong enimie, Your first adventure: many such I pray, And henceforth ever wish that like succeed it may.°